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Then Dreyfus Murray did a double take

"Cairl?"

A sed her, then set her back, shaking his head "Of course I knew you’d gone into the FBI, but--look at you, here you are, the bigfoot Fed sticking your nose in my business What’s it been, three years since I last saw you?"

Cafoot, my feet are princess-size Well, maybe a nine isn’t all that s under your tent Yeah, about three years, it was Moht her balloons and cupcakes Speaking of Mohed, said I should surprise you, and that’s why I didn’t call"

"Lisabeth’s a real joker, always having fun, always getting such a kick out of life, even though she didn’tturned out for the best I finally had to aduy He’s never strayed, unusual for an actor, right? Even h to invite her to dinner more than once a year"

"No, Dad and Moer than I’ve been alive Must have so outside Hollywood’s rarified A-list How’s Suzanne? And the boys?" Cam asked

Murray shook his head "Can you believe none of theineers, the four of them, two of the, and they’re populating Southern California We’re up to ten grandkids now" He turned to his dispatcher "Hey, Al, a couple of coffees for irl--half hed "No coffee for me just now, thank you"

Murray ushered her into his office, sat her down "Now, you tell your mom to keep out of this I know she and your dad knew Constance Morrissey, lived what--eight houses down froht? I don’t want the any chances, and you know yourwith them, Dreyfus They’ll have their ideas about Constance Morrissey, I’ people" She paused "Well, ain to stay away fro Are you sure they’ll listen?"

"Not really"

"Don’t knohy I asked in the first place Okay, Cammie, if you’re ready to meet my detective who’s lead on this case, let me take you to Daniel Montoya He was here for a hen Constance Morrissey was ured out we had a Serial on our hands" He sounded like a proud papa, so Ca there was to know about Montoya and she’d read his s, and more, put the two other ether hilad to , I want to visit the house where Connie Morrissey was murdered, maybe stop by my parents’ house Then Detective Montoya and I will head to the new Parker Center for a ed with detectives from all four of the jurisdictions the Serial has struck I’et us working together"

"It’s occurred to us the Serial may have killed in different jurisdictions to confuse matters, to slow us down Not only that, three of the murders were in sheriffs’ areas, not LAPD jurisdictions"

"Could be Don’t know"

"You’ll find out It sounds like quite a big-dog , a real free-for-all" He eyed her pretty face, her short blond hair as wavy as her rin "Have soos into the sa iron only if they get too frisky I understand Montoya’s ex–Arence I saw froood brain I iine he isn’t particularly happy to have the FBI here in his face,with his case I hope you told him to play nice"

"Daniel’s not an idiot, he’ll cooperate" He looked at a younger version of her mother, Lisabeth, the woman he almost married Cammie had her mother’s face and her wide infectious smile, not to mention the dimple identical to her mother’s, adorable when she was seven years old "But I’ll tell you, Caets a look at your face and that sood Lord knohat he’ll have to say"

Caent only so far It didn’t help with perps taking her seriously, or with soents and law enforcement, for that matter She could but try "Please, Dreyfus, it’d help if you calledbirthday cake all over ood" Sheriff Murray led her into the bullpen, not all that large a roo with low voices Theon their co with a perp or a victih a file She smelled bitter coffee, like every other cop shop she’d ever been in It felt like hohnut cru on the table next to the pot of coffee, probably strong enough to corrode stouy with the Mac laptop, the cell crunched between his shoulder and his ear, and the bagel in his hand"

Cam eyed Detective Montoya, then turned when Dreyfus said, "I’ll let you introduce yourself Keep me in the loop, Cam," and left her to it

Caed-up cop desk, stood quietly beside hi voice on his cell,to a witness or a victie her She watched hiel, end up with some cream cheese on his upper lip As he listened, he typed on his laptop with two fingers He finally looked up at her, jerked his head toward the chair